Real

Unprocessed

Compositor: Clay Gober / Tim Henson / Unprocessed

Don’t you think this shit’s getting too real?
Don’t you know the terms of your own deal?
Don’t you think we both need time to heal?
You don’t have a glimpse of how I feel

Try softly
When I let you come near
Get off me
If you don’t know how I hear your words echoing in me

You might think those
Are small steps on the way
We’re so close
Your ocean crushes in my bay
You shake me in my dreams

We are blurred
We keep fading it feels
So absurd
Don’t you dare sayin’ a word

We are blurred
We keep fading it feels
So absurd
Don’t you dare sayin’ a word

Don’t you think this shit’s getting too real?
Don’t you know the terms of your own deal?
Don’t you think we both need time to heal?
You don’t have a glimpse of how I feel

Don’t you think this shit’s getting too real?
Don’t you know the terms of your own deal?
Don’t you think we both need time to heal?
You don’t have a glimpse of how I feel

We are blurred
We keep fading it feels
So absurd
Don’t you dare sayin’ a word

We are blurred
We keep fading it feels
So absurd
Don’t you dare sayin’ a word.